Ree's Chronicles
The Price I Paid For A Cup Of Sugar
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The Price I Paid for a Cup of Sugar is being told by a young woman locked up in a mental institution from having an emotional breakdown caused by heartbreak in her life. The Price I Paid for a Cup of Sugar is just the beginning of Ree’s Chronicles, which are true events based on a little girl growing up in a big family feeling unnoticed, unloved, and unappreciated until the time she gave her life to Jesus. Ree was a lost and was a broken down young girl, who had been raped at the tender age of twelve and managed somehow to fall in love with the man who raped her and continued to have sex wit...
The Price I Paid for a Cup of Sugar is being told by a young woman locked up in a mental institution from having an emotional breakdown caused by heartbreak in her life. The Price I Paid for a Cup of Sugar is just the beginning of Ree’s Chronicles, which are true events based on a little girl growing up in a big family feeling unnoticed, unloved, and unappreciated until the time she gave her life to Jesus. Ree was a lost and was a broken down young girl, who had been raped at the tender age of twelve and managed somehow to fall in love with the man who raped her and continued to have sex with her for four years after until one day she realized that it wasn’t love she was in; it was a traumatic state of mind she had covered up all those years. Laying in the hospital bed at Arden Hill Behavioral Health is where God revealed to her his plan to save this woman and the reason she had gone through so much in life. One reason was out of disobedience to God and the second was so I can live to help other women survive being molested, raped, abused, heartbroken, and many other situations that some women go through in life. God told me to put it on paper, and he would do the rest. I spent seven days lying in the hospital, praying and reading God’s word, asking God, "Why me?" And he said, "Just put it on paper, Ree, and I will do the rest." I didn’t understand until I got home from the hospital and about 2:00 a.m. the next morning, I began to write down things, and I have not stopped—yet.
